Ramblings of the Mildly Insane

Since it’s almost Valentine’s Day and since I haven’t changed the header on this site in a very very long time, I’ve decided that it would be the perfect opportunity to dust off my sketch book.

The header image is actually my first Photoshop painting using my new Wacom Intuos3 Special Edition graphics tablet. I scanned a sketch I made, then worked in over until it had the feel I was going for. It’s not exactly as I want it, but I’m happy with what I have so far.

In time, painting with the tablet will become more natural (I’m already in love) and I’ll probably start showcasing my sketches and painting here. It’s the perfect place and a perfect way to revive my long neglected blog.

The painting is titled Broken with its accompanying poem, Mended. Another product of high school.

If I love you,
would you let me in?
Let me crawl through
the cracks in your heart
like hot glue?
Mend away the past?
If you would,
then I will
love you.

Yay, I found it.

Scarred was done with #2 pencil and drawn in 9th grade, if I’m not mistaken.

Though it’s not one of my best drawings, it’s always been one of my favorites.

Now, before you think that I was always an utterly unhappy youth, I present you with Planet Happy Face:

I actually remember painting this in 7th grade and it hung on my bedroom door through 10th grade.

I’m having tons of fun going through my old art work. It brings back so many memories; some good, some not so good, but I still enjoy the process.

So, I’m going through some of my old things (spring cleaning…a little late) and lookie what I found:

It’s called Trail of Forgotten Souls and I must have been slightly upset when I painted it in 11th grade. Of course, it did win an award and someone offered me $75 for it, so I guess it couldn’t be that bad.

In case you missed it, those are little dead souls walking on a trail of tears from a head which is engulfed in flames.

There’s one I distinctly remember (and loved) called Scarred. I hope to find it soon…if I do, I’ll post a pic of it.

Oh, and if you even care what my old AP Portfolio classroom looked like, here you go:

(This was the product of boredom.)